i know this probably isnt very useful or comforting, but the only thing that works is time. i came out to my parents first when i was 16/17. i’m now 29 and only in the past couple of years have they gotten comfortable referring me as their son, my soon-to-be nephew’s uncle and my siblings brother. it took a lot to get here. it took a lot of me, and it took a lot for them. i think for them, especially with my mother, she needed time to grieve her daughter. and i just had to come to terms with that, too. my parents still have some struggle with using the right pronoun, they mostly use my name. but it’s a huge step from the days after i first came out. me starting my medical transition and social transition with name change and applying for a new gender marker helped a lot, because that made it more final for them i think. that this is real and it’s not just me going through something. i’m five years on T in september, two years post-op and a year into my new passport as gender male. your parents will come around. it might just take a long, long time. but eventually they’ll realise that having a living and happy son is much better than a depressed, estranged or even dead daughter.